A dark look appeared on her face. Spawn. A word she had been called before, by demons and mortals alike, as she was both, but she was also neither. Funny how being a half demon had its own curious little perks. "I was not born on purpose. It was pure accident that allowed me to live. I am born of a spark of life that was left in his core from the creation he was created from, and the blood he had brought into his body during his second true fight with the hero. Spawn-" She spit the word in a gob of spit onto the ground at her feet.

         THE FEMALE’S candid remark elicits a quiet chuckle from the younger one, light mirth that is accompanied by the upwards curling of thin lips and the ever so gentle twitching of long, tapered ears.

          Though her forthright nature might have perhaps galled or displeased any other person, the child garbed in green feels no such indignation. He has heard the phrase (or something along the lines of such a sentence, anyway) much too many times before and while the questioning of his stature bothered him at first, he does not care for such incertitude anymore.

          ❝—Shouldn’t judge others by size.❞

"Oh, I guess you are correct. Many do not assume that I am of the status that I am because of how I'm a woman and I'm only half a mortal."

          ” I am she . ” Yes , this demon(ess) is correct . She is the one & only Zelda , not really . Lightly chuckling , the princess places thin digits together in a etiquette way , showing her obvious royalty & stature . ” Karo , may I ask why you are one of the surviving few of what once was an abundance ? ” Azure optics keep themselves glued to the near-flawless female , demon(s) are associated with darkness , darkness equally ingenuity , non-pure , D I  S  A S T E R O U S . 

"Hylians hunted my people, as the same my people did them, although my Papa is the great Lord Ghirahim, although he does have a more... less over the top side of his personality. He is just theatrical. Demons wanted a better life, Hylians had a better life, so they invaded, and of course, the two... deities, I guess you could address them as such, had began a war that spanned years, and their treasured hero had been lost at the hands of Demise himself, and Hylia sacrificed her mortality to seal the Demon King away. That is an abbreviated history. I assume in this day and age, many of these tales have long been dropped from history books." Her fingers swept through a clump of silver hair, freeing a small tangle from its sibling strands.

She let out a short breath, dark eyes moving down and flicking up. "Of course, thousands of years later, the hero was reborn, and Her Grace was reborn in human form. I was born in this time as well, although around nineteen years after the hero and goddess were, as I am of the hero's blood."

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SHE NODDED SLOWLY, DISGESTING THE INFORMATION. "…ALRIGHT, HELLO TO YOU TOO.” SHE DIDN’T CATCH KARO’S BLUNDER, ASSUMING SHE WAS SIMPLY CLEARING UP THE CONFUSION.

"I am sorry that I have not given you my name. I am Karo, Demon Lady of the surface, and the daughter of two very important people on this land."

ARISU REGARDED THE OTHER DEMON WITH A TILT OF HER HEAD. "HEY?” SHE ECHOED.

Act cool, Karo, act cool. Don't be a dork like your Dad. "Hey. It's the typical informal greeting, used to greet strangers, acquaintances, friends and significant others, maybe used in every situation except a funeral."  Shit.